A/N: This story is AU. Hermione and Draco went to different schools though it won't be mentioned where. Dumbledore is alive and the head of the Order of the Phoenix. Voldemort is alive but he looks like an older version of Tom Riddle- you know, the human one; no red eyes, baldness, snake features, etc. . . .

Disclaimer for story: The plot of this story is borrowed by the movie Mrs & Mrs Smith. I used some of the lines from the movie as well, so I own nothing at all . . . except for – well, you'll find out in the end.

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The Leaky Cauldron was heavily guarded tonight. It seemed as though the ministry had had a tip off.

This left two people in a very difficult and desperate situation. They needed to get in but it would look suspicious if they entered alone.

Damn that informer.

One of the two was a young woman of 19, Hermione Granger. She belonged to a secret organization called 'The Order of the Phoenix'. Currently, she was on a mission to get a very valuable package from someone who was staying at the Leaky Cauldron.

The other person was a man of 20, Draco Malfoy. He was a Death Eater, which was just what people from his private association were referred to as. Currently, he was on a mission to kill a certain person who was staying at the Leaky Cauldron because they had some very valuable information that was not supposed to be made public.

He was just a few feet away from the entrance of the Leaky Cauldron when he noticed the tight security placed by the ministry. There was no way he would be able to go inside without drawing attention. He noticed someone else, a woman, who also seemed alarmed at the security.

Deciding to take a chance, he walked over to her and grabbed her hand. She turned instantly and was about to put up a struggle but he bent down and whispered something in her ear. "Just play along until we're inside."

She immediately calmed down. He couldn't believe his luck at having another chance at getting inside and being successful on his mission.

At the same time, she was also thinking the same thing. At first, she was ready to hex him to oblivion when he had grabbed her hand but when he mentioned getting inside, she was determined to co-operate seeing as this might be her only chance to complete her mission.

Together, they went inside. As expected, as soon as they set foot into the Leaky Cauldron a ministry official came to them.

"State your names and reason to be here." He spoke in a curt manner

"My name is Draco." He decided to leave out his last name, just in case. "And this is my girlfriend." He pointed towards the female beside him.

She quickly caught onto his idea. "Hermione"

"We're meeting someone here soon."

The official looked doubtful about letting them go without further inquiry but when some others entered, he gave them a curt nod and left.

Draco quickly got a room and they made their way upstairs, hand in hand, just in case. As soon as the door closed though, they let go of each other's hands and there was an awkward silence.

Both didn't know what to say. After all, they couldn't just come out and tell the other that they were undercover spies belonging to opposing teams nor that they were here for the same reason, same mission. Heck, even they didn't know it.

The silence was getting more and more awkward as the time ticked by so it had to end.

"Hi," they said at the same time, causing them both to start laughing.

Hermione stopped laughing first. "This is weird. We're complete strangers-"

"We're complete strangers who just helped each other."

"Yes, well, I'm Hermione Granger." She extended her hand.

He shook her hand. "Draco Malfoy"

"Nice to meet you and thank you for-"

"Same here."

"You really do have a bad habit of cutting people off."

"Can't help it."

She gave a small smile. "Well I suppose we should, er, get to our businesses."

"Yes . . . how about meeting me later, say for dinner?" Draco couldn't help but ask. He had taken an immediate liking to Hermione.

Even Hermione was startled by his invitation but thought it best if she agreed. After all, he had just unconsciously made her work a lot easier. "Sure."

"Great."

And both left to attend to their 'businesses'.

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Hector McNat was getting quite impatient and scared. He was supposed to be meeting someone here, who he wasn't really sure about. The person was either late or had gotten caught which would mean that he would also be in trouble.

A sudden knock jolted him from his train of thoughts. He went to the door and cautiously opened it. No one was there yet he did feel someone brush by him. Startled, he closed the door and turned just in time to see someone coming out from under an invisibility cloak.

"Hello," said the voice was of a female. "I do believe you have something for me." She was dressed all in black robe with a black handkerchief covering half of her face so that only her brown eyes and brown hair could be seen.

He handed a package to the woman in front of him and about to turn and leave when a loud POP was heard. A man in a hooded black cloak and mask stood before him, eyes poking through the slits in the mask he wore; a Death Eater.

Another POP signalled that the woman was gone. However, the hooded man didn't seem to care. His attention was fully on Hector. He advanced slowly towards him, drawing his wand out at the same time. Hector backed away fearfully but that wouldn't save him.

Before he knew it, green light emitted from the Death Eater's wand and made its way towards him, hitting him squarely in the chest. He died hearing the sound of a POP.

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Hermione was in high spirits. She had succeeded on her mission. The package was now in the hands of the Order. Humming happily, she started to get ready for her date with Draco.

Draco was also quite happy about completing his mission. He was on his way to meet Hermione for their date. After knocking on the door of their room - which he had not gone into since he had left from it - he waited. Seconds later, the beautiful brunette came out in a casual red summer dress.

He smiled before boldly taking her hand into his own. She smiled back.

They walked down the stairs and through the bar until finally arriving in Diagon Alley. They walked in silence a little more when suddenly Draco broke it.

"You want to have ice cream instead of dinner?" he asked, pointing towards Florean Fortesque's Ice Cream Parlour.

"Alright."

They walked to the ice cream parlour and received their ice-cream promptly after ordering. Small talk was made while they licked away the creamy liquid when suddenly it started raining heavily.

Everyone started running into the buildings immediately, leaving the streets completely deserted. Draco had just stood up too, when he noticed Hermione still sitting down.

"Come on, or we'll get soaked."

Hermione just laughed. "Too late." She was right. By now, they were both soaked to the skin.

She stood up and took Draco's offered hand but instead of him leading her inside, she led him to the middle of the empty street. He just looked at her in disbelief.

He had just opened his mouth to say something when she started twirling around. A few seconds later, she turned to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, swaying softly.

At that moment, he thought that all logical sense had left her but he still wrapped his arms around her waist and began to sway with her. Their lips met slowly and fireworks erupted.

When they finally broke apart, both were breathing heavily. Draco grabbed Hermione's hand and led her back to the bar, up the stairs, and inside their room. Locking the door he turned back to her.

Next thing either knew, their lips were back on each others and clothes were flying off.

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Hermione awoke from her sweet slumber quite late. Midday she'd assume. She noticed that the bed was empty. Surely Draco had not left after what happened last night?

Wrapping the bed sheet around herself, she got out of bed just as the door to the room opened. Draco walked in with the Daily Prophet in his hand.

"You want to see?" he asked.

She nodded mutely and he handed the paper over to her. The heading on the front page told about the murder of some guy and that's all she got to read until Draco cleared his throat causing her to look up.

"About last night, I-"

"I had a nice time."

He raised an eyebrow at her. "That's my habit."

She smiled. "I learn fast."

He smiled right back "I had a good time too"

And once again, his lips were on hers.

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"YOU WHAT? YOU'RE WHAT?!"

Draco ignored the outburst, and continued punching the bag in front of him. Sure, he was a wizard with a wand but sometimes it really helped to be able to defend yourself without a magical piece of wood. As for the outburst, he had expected it anyway.

"Are you mad? Honestly! I think you've taken a few too many blows to the head. Or were you drunk? There is no way someone like you would ask that purposely . . . unless you were insane."

"Calm down, Blaise. All I did was propose to a girl that I really like - might even love a little. She agreed and now I'm getting married. So cut the rant."

"To hell with ranting! You're supposed to be my best friend and as a friend I'm giving you advice that tying the knot would be wrong. Besides, you're a fellow Death Eater. How do you think she's going to take that?"

Draco stayed silent, still punching the bag.

"Oh, I see. You haven't told her and are not going to tell her anytime soon either. That could cause problems. She'd get suspicious of where you go, sometimes in the middle of the night or for months! Where would you tell her you work? What are you going to say to that?"

"I've got it all sorted out. All you need to do is be my best man at the wedding."

"Who are you inviting? If this becomes public, you'll have more than just-"

Draco cut him off by habit. "It's a small wedding. Only a select few are invited from both mine and Hermione's side. There won't be a reception since we'll be off to some island for our honeymoon straight after the wedding."

"Hermione, eh? So that's the name of the girl you're falling for. But still . . . think about this again. Maybe you're hurrying into the whole marriage thing."

"I'm done thinking and my mind is made up. I've known her for a while now and I think that's long enough. She's beautiful, smart, sexy . . . she's brilliant."

"You're turning soft! Listen to yourself! Heck, Listen to me! Draco. You are a Death Eater. She's going to find out one day and then it'll all be over. Is there a point in starting something that won't end well? It won't work out."

"Will you stop jinxing my marriage already? Just tell me if you'll be best man."

"Fine," Blaise Zabini agreed grudgingly.

Draco smiled his thanks and went back to punching the bag in front of him.

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"And you agreed?" asked a shocked Ginny Weasley.

"I couldn't say no; he proposed so romantically. He said he was falling in love with me and I think I am too . . ." Hermione said with a dreamy sigh.

"That's all great and everything, but marriage? You really honestly think you can spend the rest of your life with him?"

"Honestly, Ginny? Yes, I think I can."

Ginny still wasn't relieved though. "But what about the Order? Are you leaving us? If not, what'll you him about your career? What if he finds out and leaves you or something?"

"Why, Ginerva, aren't you full of questions," Hermione mused. "Don't worry, okay? I've got it all sorted out. Now I need you to be my maid of honour at the wedding."

"What will-"

"Please, Ginny?"

"Fine, Hermione," Ginny complied with a sigh.

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A month later, on a beautiful autumn morning, wedding bells were heard. The new couple strode out of the church, arm in arm, ready to begin a new life together. Draco in expensive black dress robes with Hermione in white periwinkle dress robes stood and smiled as they were congratulated on their impending nuptials. And while they had convinced everyone that their union would be happy and blissful, the oncoming years of marriage would prove them very wrong . . .

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